Jiang Xi opened her eyes again, it was pitch black, the thick curtain could not penetrate a trace of light, the tip of her nose was a cold rosin fragrance, and the sliver with a hint of coolness was cold to the bone.

The old man is so weird, and likes this dark bedchamber?

She couldn't help but think, and was about to call the maid to freshen her up, when something suddenly fell on her waist, and a slightly cool breath sprayed on her neck.

Jiang Xi's breathing was slightly suffocated, and her eyes widened!

A man sharing a bed with her, what the hell is this place? But after a few days of fainting, you woke up upside down?

The man's arm was strong and pressed heavily on his body, Jiang Xi was a little tight, but she didn't dare to act rashly, because she seemed to know who this person was!

His Royal Highness the Prince! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who almost strangled her!

After figuring out who it was, Jiang Xi didn't dare to move, her body was stiff and like a corpse, and she didn't even dare to breathe loudly, for fear that he would go crazy and pinch her neck.

Now this place can't stand the injury, she didn't spare her hand when she killed herself with a hairpin, and now her breathing is painful.

Jiang Xi cautiously turned her head sideways, and saw the man's handsome face hidden in the darkness, he was really good-looking, enough to make the girl lose her mind and be confused, but unfortunately he was bloodthirsty and cold, and no one dared to peep at him on weekdays.

The man's breathing was light and even, and the slightly cool snort scratched her neck for a while, a little itchy.

If she had such a good opportunity to see a beauty on weekdays, Jiang Xi would be very happy, but this man was not something she could peep at, a madman with monstrous authority, and he would be gouged out if he didn't look at it.

She retracted her gaze and pondered that no matter what, it was a fact that she was now on his couch, and she didn't want to delve into the reason, she just wanted to get out quickly.

Jiang Xi made a difficulty, this person's arm was across her waist, with his keenness, he would wake up with a slight movement, even if he got up, could he still sneak out of the East Palace?

If he was discovered by the patrolling forbidden army, he was afraid that he would be killed as an assassin.

I don't know what time it is, it seems to be night, how long does it take to get light?

Jiang Xi stared at the pitch-black tent, if she was in the East Palace, what about Sister Qihe, the real person said that she would take care of her, so there should be no need to worry.

I don't know how long it took, the man beside him moved slightly, Jiang Xi couldn't help but stiffen, and his breathing was much lighter, silently thinking that this person took his hand away, so that he could take a breath.

But instead of taking his arm away, he rolled himself into his arms like a futon?

Jiang Xi's whole person was hugged into his arms, her face was against his cold chest, squeezed into a small world, and she couldn't even breathe!

Jiang Ji couldn't bear it any longer, kicked his legs, supported his chest with his hands, and wanted to push people away!

But there is a huge disparity in strength, where can she push away with her thin arms and legs?

After working hard for a long time, the person didn't push away at all, his face was red, and Jiang Xi had no choice.

Seeing that the sky outside was almost bright, and the dark tent seeped into the wisps of light, shining on the silhouette of the man outside, Jiang Xi tried to broaden his territory a little, and finally could breathe fresh air.

But still in the man's arms, she began to look at his face in the shadows, with sharp sideburns, a high nose, and thick eyelashes that made women envious.

The bottom of the eyes is a light black, which does not damage the color at all, but adds a sense of clarity, which is not so scary.

But Jiang Xi couldn't forget the way he stared at him with scarlet eyes, and he felt suffocated just thinking about it.

If these eyes are open...

She didn't think about it anymore.

Outside the hall, Cheng Qi looked at the closed door, His Royal Highness has been here every night recently, but he has never stayed all night, last night for some reason, now the sky is bright, haven't you gotten up yet?

After a while, Qianhe came over slowly, her injuries were not healed, I heard that the young lady almost died to save her, and she rushed here as soon as she could get out of bed, and saw the prince waiting outside the palace, and was a little puzzled.

"Cheng Qi guard, what's going on? The maid wants to go in and see the young lady. "

She stepped forward, her voice timid.

"You still don't want to go in, Your Highness is inside."

"What? Your Highness is inside? "Qianhe is a little unbelievable, this is the East Palace, and the person in it is the crown prince of the dynasty, the eldest brother of the Seventh Highness.

But Miss is the fiancée of His Royal Highness the Seventh, what is this?

Got it out?

In a moment's effort, Cheng Qi saw that the maid's face was blue and purple, and finally turned miserable white, and she almost staggered forward to push the door.

The injury was not yet complete, but she could just walk on the ground, and her posture was very strange, she vigorously patted the door to push it open and shouted: "Miss! Miss! "

His Royal Highness was finally able to rest for a while, but this little maid still came to make trouble, Cheng Qi's face changed, and he stepped forward to cover Qihe's mouth and pull people away.

He didn't take it lightly, and he accidentally hurt Qianhe to sit on the ground, and she was twenty years old. The big board was so painful that his forehead was sweating, his lips were white, his body trembled slightly, and tears flowed down his face, and he smashed on the ground one by one.

Cheng Qi panicked, hurriedly stepped forward to help, and Qian He fell to the ground sideways in pain, crying loudly, Jiang Ji inside heard it!

"Miss! Whining... Miss, the maid is in pain! "

"Don't scream, you little maid, you anger Your Highness, can you still put your head on your neck?" Cheng Qi squatted beside Qihe without mistakes, glanced at the door of the closed hall, and whispered a warning.

Jiang Ji in the inner hall heard the cry of Qianhe, and she couldn't stand it, she had been keeping her eyes open for more than an hour, and the day was almost dawning, and the person beside her had not woken up.

Is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince so idle every day? Still in the mood for a lazy night's sleep?

is counting the moment to look at people to wake up, and listening to Sister Qihe crying miserably, how can she still have the heart to wait for people to wake up?

Outside the hall, he cried regardless of it, Cheng Qi's face was not good, and he stepped forward to help the maid who was lying on the ground crying, but he was dodged by Qihe before he touched anyone, and he was a little helpless to a pair of teardrop eyes: "Does it really hurt so much?" "

"What do you say! Twenty. Big slab, a full twenty. Big board, you still let me fall, do you say it hurts? Seeing that he was embarrassed to ask, Qianhe was painful and angry, and asked loudly.

"Be careful, you're going to die!"

As he was talking, the door of the hall suddenly opened, and Yan Junyu was dressed in a dark robe, slightly wrinkled, and looked at it with a gloomy face.

Cheng Qi saw that His Royal Highness was not good, and then saluted, Qianhe didn't dare to cry anymore, covered his mouth and looked at it, Yan Jun flicked his sleeves away, and looked a little angry.

Cheng Qi glanced at Qianhe and then followed His Highness, and when Qianhe saw that the people were gone, he hurriedly got up and ran to the palace.

Jiang Xi inside was wearing a snow-white bedrobe woven of ice silk, her black hair was scattered on the couch, her cheeks were red, her chest was undulating, and her forehead was densely covered with fine sweat.

She had palpitations and gasped for air.

When Qianhe saw this scene, he knelt down in front of the collapse in two steps and one step, and his voice was anxious: "Miss, what happened to your Highness?" "

How dare she?

Jiang Ji's pupils were stiff, a little confused and in a trance, how dare she strangle Yan Junyu's neck?

Thinking back to what she had just done, she trickedly pulled the strap around her waist and strangled Yan Junyu's neck?

Jiang Xi's heart was cold, and she licked her lips unconsciously, and her mouth was a little dry: "Sister Qianhe, I want to drink water." "

"Huh."